Thinking

Thinking I’ve been thinking ‘bout love
I’ve been thinking' bout hate
I’ve been thinking ‘bout life
I’ve been thinking ‘bout death
But the thought’s just killing me.
I’ve been drinking too much.
Thinking of hitting the can
But George Micheal’s on the corner
I don’t wanna take a chance

I’ve been thinking ‘bout good.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout bad.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout all the things that I never had
But what’s the use
Of thinking ‘bout something that your never gonna get?
Pipedreams are meant to be kept in your head.
That’s what they’re for.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout this.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout that.
I’ve been thinking that maybe I’m thinking too much for my own good.
I’ve been thinking. My god, now I’m thinking again.
Where‘s it gonna stop? I'll tell you what.
I’ll have to think about that.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout the future.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the past.
I’ve been wond’ring how long all these good times will last.
Hope it’s for evermore.
I’ve been thinking if I stick around for a while
We could make each other happy.
We could make each other smile.
And with a little luck a whole lot more.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout the weather.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the rain.
Oh god, please don’t make it start again.
I’ve no dry clothes left.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout a holiday so off I shot
But ever since I landed the fucking monsoon’s never stopped.
Where’s the sunshine.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout this.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout that.
I’ve been thinking that maybe I’m thinking too much for my own good.
I’ve been thinking. My god, now I’m thinking again.
Where‘s it gonna stop? I'll tell you what.
I’ll have to think about that.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout Jesus
I mean, it’s the holy day.
I been thinking that maybe I should drop to my knees and pray.
But what the hell for?
I’ve been thinking that I got too much anyway.
Maybe it would do me good to go down and wrestle Satan for a while.

I’ve been thinking bout all of these things that I’ve said.
I’ve been thinking "thank you god, if your up there, I’m sorry".
Just to cover my arse.
I’d hate to think of being sent to hell for eternity.
Just for something as flippant as a two minute ditty.
But then again. What the heck.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout this.
I’ve been thinking ‘bout that.
I’ve been thinking that maybe I’m thinking too much for my own good.
I’ve been thinking. My god, now I’m thinking again.
Where‘s it gonna stop? I'll tell you what.
I’ll have to think about that.

Written by D. Keats 28th June 1998.